Xiaohan's red and falling swallows are heavy

In the dead of night, the figure of the boss's wife kept appearing in Zhong's mind.Zhong was restless, thinking wildly:

I fell asleep without knowing it, and suddenly a huge rock fell on my head, which made me unable to breathe. I struggled hard, but to no avail.

I shouted desperately, only seeing trembling lips, but I couldn't hear a sound.

The weight of the boulder is growing, as evidenced by the thickness of my body.My bones rattled and my blood splashed, staining the earth and sky red.

I trembled in fear, only to see a crack in the skin, shining with golden light, and a fireball flew out, spinning on the ground and flying into the air.

As the spin speeds up, the fireball emits colorful lights.He is expanding, he is growing, and instantly turns into a colorful bridge, connecting the world and heaven.

Suffocation, the accumulation of strength.

Suffocation, the battle horn.

Without extrusion, there is no reorganization of life.

Without extrusion, there are no miracles.

In the suffocation, a new world is bred.

Open the door of life, and what hits you is a hot current.The magical power melts and evaporates the ice of the soul...Dancing in the heat, watching the passionate figure; forging in the heat, watching the spark of life.Walking in this frightening world, there are no smiles, only stern faces and twisted eyes.I don't know if it's heaven or hell, it's like entering a dream space.

Dim eyes, sinking in the mist; broken body, burning in the charcoal fire.

I don't know if it will be destroyed or reborn from Nirvana.I shouted desperately, looking for my kind, not to save me from the sea of ​​suffering, but to seek the strength to fight.I roar like a tiger, not to scare people, but to find the courage to sprint.

The moon climbed up the branches and saw the jackdaws, the occasional chirping of insects, and the barking of dogs from afar.Everything returned to calm and returned to the normal state of nature.Whether life is flat or full of gullies; whether it is full of elegance or empty-handed.In the end, they all let go of everything and went to Huangquan peacefully.

So I finally understand that everything depends on fate, let nature take its course...

Leaning heavily on the railing of the bed, I wrote a little poem:

"elegy"

fateful encounter

but doomed not to be together forever

Remember the beauty when we met'

Friendship when in love

little misunderstanding

In exchange for years of separation

ringing bell suddenly

wild guess

heartstrings of fear

reunion hug

Break away endless entanglement

brief encounter

Just to leave behind the splendor of the past

looking at the pale face

Infinite Love and Compassion

reminiscing about your warmth

I can't help the regret of the yin and yang

Under the neon lights, the clear back, professional short skirt suit, exquisite curves, scattered hair, draped over the shoulders, can not see the fair face, red lips like flames; can not smell the strong perfume; can not touch the slight Hot body temperature; only the hollow sound of high heels hitting the stiff asphalt.

He followed closely behind, afraid of disturbing her, but longing for a look back.There was a lot of traffic passing by, she turned her head suddenly, and saw the fair face again, without a trace of expression.The wet tears at the corners of the eyes, and the delicate panting made Zhongxin feel affection, and he couldn't help running forward and hugging the walking goddess.There was no body temperature, no heartbeat.The limp body couldn't be held back no matter what, she let her fall, landed on the ground, and looked at her hands, they were actually covered with blood.The heavy heart raised to the throat, what's going on?I was so anxious for a while that I didn't know what to do.He struggled to wake up and end this nightmare.

Zhong sat quietly on the bed, and the brothers beside him were fast asleep.His whole body was drenched in cold sweat, recalling the scene in his dream just now, he still felt a little terrified.

What Xia said yesterday touched a heavy nerve.For those who have never seen it, just listen to it.But a few days ago, it was still alive, and in a blink of an eye, it was separated from yin and yang.Such a beautiful angel is actually a ruthless killer.It's really "It's hard to draw a cat and a tiger, but you can't know the heart if you know people and faces"!And dancing with myself, so close, so tacit understanding, so heart-pounding.Can't get rid of that clear figure again, it's engraved in my heart!

Maybe at that impulsive age, there will be a flood of aesthetics!As long as it is a beautiful thing, it will stimulate desire, longing, search, chase, haunting dreams, and forgetting about food and drink.Made myself look old-fashioned.He is not a sage, love between children is inevitable, but a cold bullet will pass through that beautiful head. Thinking of this, I was shocked, and just lost my mind for love, and died.

Pulled out the diary again, and wrote:

"Love Hurt"

A chance encounter in a sea of ​​people

fall in love with you deeply

Every gesture pulls on my heartstrings

Every smile and every frown tickles my nerves

I'm burned by your flaming red lips

I don't hesitate to turn it into ashes

longing to be with you again

no music

no stars

only me and you

hug tightly

I can't get through

that's it

in your warm arms

sleep quietly

dare not wake up

Save yourself tasting the fear without you

Who ever thought

too late to see you

like a breeze blowing

That coolness can only be recollected

but not forever

I really want to turn into a cloud

go with you

Maybe you won't even remember me

I would also like to burn to dust for you

heaven be with you

when Wake up

eyes are still you

don't want to believe you're gone

but I can't find you

I can only guard the light hurt

cry alone

Unknowingly, the sky was dawning, and the blush on the horizon was the blushing cheeks of a young girl---clear and delicate.

Put on your clothes again, walk through the corridor, and walk into the classroom.A hot current spread over the surface.Sitting quietly on the chair, staring out the window, he felt a little suffocated for some reason.

Soon the students came to the classroom one after another, trying hard to recover their fugue thoughts.Hai took a piece of paper, rushed to the podium, and shouted: "Be quiet, the computer test results are down, let me read them." , waiting helplessly.

"Pearl is 100 points, Xing is 86 points, Hua is 98 points...heavy is 53 points..."

At that moment, Zhong's heart was pierced like a sharp sword, and it hurt unceasingly.Thinking back to my carelessness during the test, and my anxiety when preparing for the test, I hated myself a little.What kind of bullshit feelings put me in an embarrassing situation.The dream last night was not a good dream, only one side haunted me, so what was it?Ask for trouble, ask for trouble. "

He has always been very strong, strongly criticizing his own stupidity.Either way, it's a done deal.He was not in the mood to listen to other people's laughter and disappointment, and even felt that he was instantly deaf.You can only see the opening and closing of other people's lips, but you can't hear a sound.It's good to be really deaf, and save a lot of trouble.

Sometimes remorse is just unhelpful introspection.You want to hide it, hide it in a corner, hide it underground, hide it in the air...but inadvertently, it jumps out again, enlarges, spreads, disturbs your mind, it really lingers.

Zhong couldn't get rid of the unhappiness in his heart, so he suddenly wanted to drink some wine.Just as I was thinking about it, Xia came, and I heard him scolding: "It's so fucking unlucky, I've been playing horses every day, and I passed it smoothly. I worked so hard, but I got 59 points in the fucking exam. Heavy, you say, it's called her!" What's the matter, mom?!"

Xia chattered and cursed angrily, Zhong actually felt somewhat envious.Because he can throw away his dissatisfaction like trash, but he can only keep it in his heart, chew it full, and digest it carefully. Only he knows the pain.

Zhong smiled lightly, and said, "Okay, Brother Xia, there is still a fellow with a score of 53!"

Xia Dao: "No way! I thought it was just me?"

Many times, when you find someone who is like you when you are frustrated, you will become calm, and the frustration is no longer unique to you.

Chong and Xia arrived at Xinyiju Restaurant and ordered a sweet and sour pork tenderloin, a Kung Pao chicken, and a bottle of Erguotou.

The two chatted and drank, and took the opportunity to inquire about the situation of the boss's wife.

Xia Dao: "Ask that coquettish woman, the female devil who kills without blood, what will happen to her!"

He said again: "I think she has no other choice."

Xia retorted: "It's a last resort? I think it's Pan Jinlian who is alive. Vicious and romantic."

Unexpectedly, Xia Jing hated this woman so much, so he asked, "Do you have any grudge against her?"

Xia Dao: "It's not just hatred, it's as deep as the sea."

Zhong was even more surprised, and said, "What's going on?"

Xia Dao: "That bitch, still seduce me! The newspaper boss can do everything, but that one is not. So that woman went to hunt wild food."

Zhong Xin was startled, such a young and promising person did not have the majesty of a man, he couldn't believe it.He said again: "Which woman does not cherish spring, let alone a man."

Xia Dao: "Hey, don't you want to vindicate Pan Jinlian?"

He said again: "If Wu Song took her in, she wouldn't be like that."

Xia Dao: "Haha, so to speak, if she had followed her when she seduced me, there would be no murder today..."

He said again: "Pull it down, don't say you are that Ximen Qing!"

Xia patted Chong on the shoulder heavily and said, "Don't talk about it, have a drink!"

The two put a catty of liquor in their stomachs, and their heads became a little dizzy. Walking on the streets of the city, the street lights were spinning and the cars were rolling.The cool wind blows on the face, the stomach is rolling, breaking through the throat.The two rushed to the tree belt beside the road and bent down to release the flood.A pungent smell of alcohol permeated the air.

The two went to buy mineral water, rinsed their mouths, and walked away.

"Walk Through Lonely"

Sitting alone under the lonely lamp

quiet air

brewing lonely

The rain beat on the window sills

ticking without rhythm

the sky covers the blue

just a blur

mixed with sad tears

I don't know why you cry

for the ruthlessness of the creator

still for the hardships of the world

Pedestrians wearing raincoats and holding umbrellas

Even if the trousers are wet with muddy water

I didn't forget my itinerary

deep puddles

Splashed with intense water

It seems to be a different kind of splendor

different people in different realms

How can I feel the same

even a cold word

can smile happily

is detached generosity

still a little helpless

weak heartbeat

hold every breath

raindrops on glass

slides crystal clear

I don't know when the sun is shining

where will you be

feel like a drop

exist silently

gradually slipped

I don't know which moment

will disappear without a trace

Who can appreciate the reluctance and nostalgia

There is still a little bit of humidity in the air

who will watch your wreckage

I am the cold and lonely rain

Try to find thousands of the same self

Turn around and meet unexpectedly

Aggregation and fusion

Will have a strong body

It will flow into a trickling brook

Looking back suddenly

The grass is more beautiful

The trunk is taller

all because of you

maybe in their eyes

you are also a miracle

In fact, every existence

is a kind of happiness

as long as someone needs you

you live meaningfully

walked through the lonely

you found yourself